(Beth Nielsen Chapman)
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Fingers press the keys for interface
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The printer taps the words across the page
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We have gotten men upon the moon
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And babies from a spoon
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In this high tech finely tuned computer age
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[Chorus:]
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But we've got no system
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No system for love
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We've got no system
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No system for love
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There's this vast land of resources
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That won't apply to rules
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We've got these prehistoric tools...
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These hearts inside of us
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But we've got no system for love
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Satellites twist pictures home to Earth
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And high-rise office files store paperwork
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We've got the airwaves in control
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And wires strung pole-to-pole
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We've got a record of each soul from date of birth
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[Chorus]
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There are temples and steeples
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And billions of people
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And so much potential
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We haven't even touched
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'Cause we've got no system
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No system for love
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No System For Love
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Beth Nielsen Chapman |